Category Archive: poetry

Dark days of Texas- Sunday morning..

Dark days of Texas-Day one- Sunday morning.. Old man John awoke early. He had a lot to do before Sunday. It was early Saturday and the 7 a.m heat was 105 already. He… Continue reading

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Dark days of Texas.- Sweet Cheryl Lee

Dark days of Texas – Sweet Cheryl lee (Chapter seven) Eric hated the Summer in Texas. So damn hot. All you could do is rest during the day and ride at night only. … Continue reading

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Dark days of Texas. Tammy Understanding..

 Chapter six. Learning the truth. We must.                        Dark days of Texas-Tammy’s understanding. Tammy held silence for one hour and she went to Shirley. She asked her. Do you believe Dirty Deed Eric… Continue reading

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Dark days of Texas- Killers are made..

Dark days of Texas- Killers are made. Chapter five by Coyote Poetry  When killing become easy. We ain’t human no-more.  Two-pistol Tammy and Double shot Shirley were at Shirley’s friend homestead. They hated Austin,… Continue reading

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Dark days of Texas- Wild buck Jalan.

 Chapter four.                                       Dark side of Texas-Wild buck Jalan- part four Wild buck Jalan left old man John drinking alone.  He took Selena, the dance-hall girl up-stair with him. He had bought a… Continue reading

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Dark days of Texas- Berserker Kurt.

 Chapter three.                                 Dark days of Texas- Berserker Kurt. Berserker Kurt walked in silence and slowly toward the China Inn. He looked forward to Austin, Texas because of her. He carried his own… Continue reading

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Dark days of Texas- part two..

Dark days of Texas-part two.. Wolf woman Sherry didn’t like the Last Chance saloon.  Just people in the saloon she hated. Mainly bounty hunters and murderers. She held a deep hate for them. … Continue reading

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Dark days of Texas.. A story.

 (I am editing a old story. My spaghetti western. Dark days of Texas- Chapter one. Another hot day in Texas. 110 degrees and the ground so damn hot. Old man John had put… Continue reading

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Some mini poems for Tuesday.. Chain, chain, chain.

Prettiest gal I ever known walked to the door, dead bolted the door tightly, and she whispered. Sometimes, you cannot run. ————————————————————————————- I didn’t know true love till she touched my feet. She… Continue reading

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The waltz..

The Waltz A Poem by Coyote PoetryThe ocean and love create emotions and passion that stay with us forever.” The waltz  (Was publish in small press, many moon ago.) We were doing a waltz… Continue reading

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